".....We should be careful
of each other, we should be kind,
while there is still time."
Saturday, November 21, 2009
"...The road twists and banks and curlecues and descends and we and the cycle smoothly roll with it, following it in a separate grace of our own, almost touching the waxen leaves of shrubs and overhanging boughs of trees. The firs and rocks of the higher country are behind us now and around us are soft hills and vines and purple and red flowers, fragrance mixed with woodsmoke up from the distant fog along the valley floor and from beyond that, unseen - a vague scent of ocean... ...
How can I love all this so much and be insane? ...I don't believe it!"
'Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance' Robert M Pirsig